In the beginning it was easy to ignore everything because I was focused on the task at hand. Getting unchained and creating a plan to get out. After the chains came lose and nothing I tried worked I no longer had something to distract me. The air in the room was becoming thick and my body felt like ice. I had no fight left in me and I felt so drained. Peter was dead and no one was going to find me because no one knew where I'd be. The fear and panic that I had been pushing away bubbled to the surface.My throat was horse and soar from shouting hoping that someone would hear me. My head was throbbing and my eyes were starting to get heavy, I was so tired all I wanted to do was sleep. I began to let my eyes close when I heard something.' You can't sleep' a voice in my head said ' If you fall asleep you might never wake up' it whispered to me. The voice sounded like Bellamy which calmed me, the next voice was different ' remember what we taught you' it whispered to me ' Fight it ' it whispered again. ' Mom?' I tried to ask the voice ' Be strong sweetie ' I hear it say again. I couldn't give up, I had to see my family again. I opened my eyes and shakily got up from the floor. My head continued to throb and my legs felt like jelly but I knew I had to try something else. I felt along the wall and let my hand glide across each of the cold jagged bricks hoping to maybe find one that was lose. I felt all along each of the walls as high as I could reach before my fingers dragged across a particularly sharp brick that sliced through my pinky. I hissed in pain and brought my hand up to my face to inspect the cut. It was small but deep as blood was steadily flowing out of it "Damn it" I said before I tried to pull my sleeve down to cover it. The sleeve wasn't staying so I pulled at my shirt until I tore a piece off and tied it around my finger. In a fit of anger I bashed my fists again the wall and felt pieces on rock falling on me. Looking up I squinted a bit and tried to focus more before I saw it. Up in the left corner some of the bricks were beginning to crumble and fall to the ground. I jumped to try and reach them to get to them but I couldn't, it was to high up. I brought my foot up and stepped onto one of the bricks that was sticking out and hosted myself up before stepping onto another. I climbed up to the top and I could just about reach the crumbling bricks. My hands were gripping onto the wall for dear life as I shifted myself over a few feet and readied myself to reach for the top bricks. I took in a shaky breath of air before I slowly took one of my hand away from the wall and began to reach up. My finger had just reached the brick and the rest of the pieces began to fall when my other hand started to slip. I quickly tried to get back my grip as I felt the bricks below my feet start to crack. I fell back and let out a scream as my body collided with the cold hard ground. I tried to break my fall with hands even though I knew I'd regret it. All I felt was pain. My wrist broke my fall and snapped under the pressure sending lighting bolts of pain shooting up my arm . My head hit against the ground and a resounding SMACK! was echoed throughout the room. As I lay on the ground staring blankly at the hole in the ceiling my mind went blank. Pain engulfed me and held me down as I felt my eyes start to close. I blinked and blinked as my eyelids became heavier and heavier until they fell closed. The darkness that followed felt like heaven. The pain was gone and the cold was replaced with a warmth that I felt all around me. I welcomed the darkness and let it take me away.
Peter's POV
When I woke up again it was no longer dark out. The light that shone in from the windows burned my eyes so I shut them again and turned my head. Only after a few seconds did I notice that I could move again and with moving came pain. I opened my eyes and scanned the room looking to see if anyone was around. I couldn't spot anyone so I tried to turn a little more but my actions were met with a blinding pain. Fire erupted in my stomach and spread through out my entire body. I let out a low growl and stilled my body as the waves of pain ran through me. "Peter" I heard a familiar voice say so I opened my eyes again and was met with Lydia " The banshee, how lovely" I said while trying to move ever so slightly trying to not stretch my wounds. She rolled her eyes before asking " How are you feeling?" to which I said " Like I got shot with a wolfsbane bullet, how do you think i feel?" I said very annoyed. " Do you remember anything else about being attacked?" she asked making me think of Harley " I...no" i said which only made me feel worse " Nothing? the pack have been out searching all night but they haven't found anything." she said sounding worried. " Stiles texted me saying that him and Derek are on the way here since you're awake again." she said just as I heard the door opening and in walked Deaton along with Stiles and Derek. " Good to see you awake Peter, how are you feeling?" asked Deaton so which I rolled my eyes before saying " like I got shot, how do you think I feel. Seriously who else wants to ask me the same idiotic question" I looked up at Derek and he had the same annoyed stoic expression he always wore but his eyes showed something different. ' Sadness. Worry. Fear. Anger ' I didn't understand them at first until it clicked together in my mind ' He didn't want to lose me. Sure, he may not like me very much....or at all but we're still family and nothing will change that. Though he did kill me once. He's lost just about everyone except for his sister and I. We don't have anyone else. ' At that I gave an honest answer to how I was feeling " My wounds still hurt but not as much as before. Whatever I was given for pain wore off so its just a bit of a dull ache and only intensifies if I move too fast in a certain way. I've survived worse than this." I spoke all the while looking straight at Derek to which he gave a small barely noticeable nod and a small flicker of relief flashed in his eyes. " Alright good, thats good " said Deaton " Have you found anything?" I asked even though I didn't think they had " No, whatever attacked you at your apartment Isn't a scent I recognized" said Derek before Stiles spoke " The bullets left behind had these weird symbols on the end's of them and I haven't been able to find what the symbol means. After we leave here I'm meeting up with Chris to see if he can help at all" he said as he chewed on his thumbnail and tapped his foot on the ground. The young boy seemed to be buzzing with energy ' Looks like someone forgot to take his meds '. "I've been thinking and I might have a way to help you remember what happened. Derek, do you remember what we did when Isaac couldn't remember where he saw Boyd and Erica?" asked Deaton, at the mention of his two fallen pack mates Derek seemed to tense and stiffly nodded in response " Well we can do the same thing now, If Peter is up to it and his wounds are healing at a good rate" said Deaton as he shifted his gaze from Derek to me. " I'll do it, we need to find her before it's too late so just do what needs to be done" I said, Deaton gave Derek a list of things that he'd need and before I knew it they were gone and I was drifting of to sleep again
Hours later I was woken up by Deaton " Derek will be back soon, I have to check your wounds and then we'll get started" he said as he started to cut away at the gauze that was wrapped around my torso. He poked at my stitches and tested the skin around them " They look fine, not healed quite yet but they look a lot better" at that he wiped them down with peroxide before putting new gauze patches on top as I heard the door open. Deaton left the room momentarily to see who it was before walking back in with Derek, Stiles, Ethan, and Lydia. " Alright lets get started" said Deaton. They brought out a metal bathtub and filled it with ice and water before adding in some other things. I was already sort of sat up and leaning on my elbows so when they finished getting everything ready I shakily pushed myself all the way up into a sitting position an swung my legs over. My feet hit the cold floor. They started to explain what we were about to do and when they finished I went to stand on my legs but they began to buckle underneath me. I almost fell but Derek, who was standing next to me, quickly gave me a hand. After I regained my balance I stepped over to the tub like I was told to. I stepped in and sat in the icy water " Alright Derek, Ethan come over I'm going to need you to hold him down. Now, Peter they are going to hold you under for less than a minute. Don't panic, whatever you see while you are in this trance is not real" said Deaton, I nodded and within seconds I was under water. I held my breath as the hands stopped keeping me down and i slowly floated back to the top. I felt strange, my body felt light and my mind was at ease " Peter, can you hear me?" asked Deaton " Yes" I said, " What do you remember from the night you were attacked, tell me everything starting with when Harley appeared at your door" he asked again. I couldn't help but answer him it was like I didn't have control " She had questions. I promised her that I would tell her anything that she wanted to know. I was cooking soup and offered her some. I gave her some books to read that would tell her about werewolves. She asked about my family and the fire. She was going to leave when the door was burst open and a canister was thrown into the room. I think it was filled with some kind of wolfsbane. I fought against one of the men that came in but I was weak, that's when I was shot. The smoke cleared and I heard a voice" I said " What voice" I heard what sounded like Stiles question " be quiet Stiles! I told you that there can only be one voice speaking to him or he will get confused" Deaton whispered harshly. I answered his question anyway " Kate" I said " It was Kate, when the smoke cleared she was standing over me. She said that this was payback for when I slit her throat.....she wanted the triskelion . I don't know why but thats all that she asked for when I told her to leave she said she would take Harley instead. I tried to get to her but i couldn't move, they carried out her limp body and I couldn't get to her" I growled and tried to thrash as I felt hands holding me down " Calm down Peter! it's okay. Stop!" Yelled someone as I was held down. I was pushed back underneath the water and when I came up my eyes shot open and I quickly looked around the room. My breathing was ragged and my heart was racing as I looked around. They were all staring at me with wide eyes " What?" I asked as I tried to stop my heart from hammering in my chest. " You don't remember anything that you just said?" asked Deaton " No, why what did I say" I said as I looked over at Derek " You said it was Kate that attacked you but that doesn't make sense" said Stiles. " How is she back? are you sure it was her? she's dead you killed her how can she be alive" Stiles rambled on until I spoke " I don't know how she's back okay all I know was that it was was her. She wasn't human though I'm almost certain that she was a werewolf " I said. " Great, thats just great" said Stiles " We have to find her, I have to find her" I said as i got up and stepped out of the tub. I was shivering and gladly took the towel that Deaton offered me. " How are we going to find her though. We have no idea where to look, what are we supposed to do? " asked Stiles, " I don't know where we look but I can't just sit here anymore twiddling my thumbs, I'm going with you guys to help find her" I said to them. I was handed a black hoodie and sweat pants " Here,you're right while I don't think you're ready to go back out there yet Harley needs to be found. Go in the back and change" said Deaton. I took the close and nodded in thanks before I across to the bathroom and changed into my clothes. After slipping the hoodie over my head I caught a look at myself in the mirror for the first time since I was brought here. My eyes looked bloodshot and had dark bags underneath them. I looked ruff and ragged. Turning on the faucet I splashed some cold water in my face, I reached for a paper towel and dried my face before I walked back out to the four of them. " Let's go" said Derek as he walked out the door and was followed by Stiles and Ethan. " Thanks for uh patching me up" I said to Deaton before walking out. Stepping into the car I looked at each of them before saying " Well? get driving. We're wasting time just sitting here" I said annoyed at the stares I was getting. The car was started but I didn't know where we were going so I just sat there staring out the window and zoned out. I was brought out of my thoughts by Stiles " Peter? hello anybody home??" he asked " What do you want" I replied in a annoyed tone. He rolled his eyes before saying " do you have any ideas of as to where she could be? you said that Kate wanted the triskelion right? what is it and where can we find it?". " The triskelion is a tool used to help young young wolves control the change, Peter gave it to me when I was still a beta." said Derek " So it's like some kind of magical wolfy control thing? " asked Stiles " No Stiles, the triskelion holds no magic it is merely just a piece of wood but if you truly believe that it has as you said " magical powers" than it can help you" I replied. " But how does it work though?" asked stiles " By concentration on it as repeating the mantra The sun The moon The truth it helps you fight the change" " Okay okay okay so how do we find it?" " The vault" was all I said before Derek changed lanes and began driving towards the high school.
" Wait a minute so let me get this straight. Your family built a vault under the high school? " asked Stiles as we parked and began to walk towards the entrance " no you dimwit, the vault was here long before the high school. The school now just serves as a cover I guess. it keeps it better hidden." I replied as we entered. No time was wasted as soon as I grabbed the triskelion we walk back out. We were almost to the car when we heard it. " Was that a howl? Multiple howls?!" asked stiles " get in the car stiles" I said in a low voice " but why i want to hel- " he said but was cut off by a loud scream. ' Lydia' . " Get in the damn car everyone, now. We have to get back to Lydia" I growled out as they and myself got back into the car. We sped all the way there " She's not answering me" said stiles sounding worried. He tried and tried again before we pulled up, he was about to run inside when i put a hand in front of him stopping him in his tracks. " What are you doing?? let go!" he shouted as he fought against me. " Stop, we are not alone here" I said in a whisper giving a look to Derek and Ethan. Getting our claws out we slowly entered. I could smell the tang of blood in the air it was not strong but still evident. Turning into the office the first thing I saw was a shoe. A heel to be exact, ruby red and dripping. Stiles must have followed what i was staring at because in seconds he was by her side " Lydia? oh my god Lydia are you okay? Look at me" He said to her in a rushed voice. Looked down at her she had slash marks across her chest that were bleeding. " We have to get her to a hospital" said Derek. " She's dying" Lydia whispered making us all turn to look at her. " Who? Who's dying lydia ? I asked. She looked at me with big eyes before uttering one word that made my blood run cold " Harley".
* I'M BAAAAAAAAAAAAACK! Hello everybody! Anyone miss me at all? I feel like a horrible person I haven't updated in MONTHS people MONTHS :(. I'm so sorry everyone I've just been distracted a lot lately and this chapter was hard for me. Literally the worst writers block ever. But anyway, here it is! I REALLY hope you guys like this, I spent a lot of time trying to get it right.